The shrink will not stand up. Here he is, at a tenants' meeting of Co-Op
Village, which he has agreed to address on the psychology of rape. He
just sits on the rostrum, arms folded, waiting for his check. Only when
one of the tenants breathlessly delivers his fee does he start inand
what a start. He leaps up, shoots a blank pistol out into the audience,
frightens the women, describes instead the physiology of rape in such
heated detail that tremblings because of the...